Your earth is run by robbers Who kill men with exploitation and torture. The wine of blood is their drink; Still at Your throne You are silent.
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in the wicked fist the world is
hilarious the humanity and peace
everything is in the hands
no escape beginning to end
robbers there, robbers here
as if time of world for robber
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in the wicked fist the world is hilarious the humanity and peace everything is in the hands no escape beginning to end robbers there, robbers here as if time of world for robber
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